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Just had a talk with Mrs. H,
Stuck between a rock and a hard place.
Guilt trippin' with my two favourite allies,
Don't see but you're telling lies.
Neo Nazi,
I won't come to your party,
Neo nazi.
Neo Nazi,
I won't come to your party,
Neo nazi.
You're so convinced you're right (He's not wrong!),
Your bark is your bite.
Mark your territory, I learn my lesson.
I'm so sick of your passive aggression.
Neo Nazi,
I won't come to your party (Woo!),
Neo nazi.
Neo Nazi,
I won't come to your party (Woo!),
Neo nazi.
Neo Nazi,
I won't come to your party,
Neo nazi.
Neo Nazi,
I won't come to your party,
Neo nazi.
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HSC
03:10
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I remember when you first emerged from that lovely box,
Like a slightly more cardboard Marylin Monroe.
Well your smell it floats, and your sound it rocks.
You like to line us up all in a row.
We stared at each other for hours my love,
You looked so sweet I thought it would last forever.
I can still taste your minty breath my love
I thought we'd stay there always, together.
But i opened you up,
And found nothing inside,
Like a rather pointless game of pass the parcel.
I thought you must have a different side,
But you're empty, Harriet Sandra Castle.
Lying around sharing each others ice cream,
We told each other everything we knew, you
Were so perfect you were such a dream.
When I found out I didn't know what to do.
But i opened you up,
And found nothing inside,
Like a rather pointless game of pass the parcel.
I thought you must have a different side,
But you're empty, Harriet Sandra Castle.
I'm afraid I became disenchanted,
We showed so much potential me and you.
Even then, even then, a number I was handed.
I was told to wait in the queue.
But i opened you up,
And found nothing inside,
Like a rather pointless game of pass the parcel.
I thought you must have a different side,
But you're empty, Harriet Sandra Castle.
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Experiment
03:04
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Oh, you were my experiment.
Lying on the slab,
Scalpel in hand.
Challenging the laws of physics and anatomy.
Challenging hypotheses.
Can I fuse jealousy and ecstasy?
I think I've found the key.
Oh, you were my experiment.
You were my experiment.
So this is what I've got (to work with).
Not so much a broken heart,
But something fading to nothing
Or to black or something less dramatic,
Like ambivalence.
You were my experiment.
You were my experiment.
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K!
03:15
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Two tone, bursts of colour, bursts of colour and word.
You promised me moments when i asked for eternity.
I just want everything now, I know it's selfish, know its selfish.
But I don't want to care.
So just kiss me slowly, yeah just kiss me with your mouth open.
(We'll take the time to look, we will take the time to listen.)
So just kiss me slowly, yeah just kiss me with your mouth open.
So just kiss me slowly, yeah just kiss me with your mouth open.
(We'll take the time to look, we will take the time to listen.)
So just kiss me slowly, yeah just kiss me with your mouth open.
And I'm just waiting on time,
It'll catch up, it'll catch up, soon enough.
Until then, let's just keep playing our games.
Impermanence scares me.
Do you care for me?
So just kiss me slowly, yeah just kiss me with your mouth open.
(We'll take the time to look, we will take the time to listen.)
So just kiss me slowly, yeah just kiss me with your mouth open.
So just kiss me slowly, yeah just kiss me with your mouth open.
(We'll take the time to look, we will take the time to listen.)
So just kiss me slowly, yeah just kiss me with your mouth open.
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Girls/Ghosts
03:33
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I don't know where to put my hands.
And who am I today?
Seems that I've forgotten how to stand.
And what the hell do I say?
I'm terrified of girls.
I'm terrified of girls.
So what will you do Itchy Palms?
Will you say "this gun's for hire"?
Will you put down your awkward arms?
Do or do not, there is no try.
I'm terrified of girls.
I'm terrified of girls.
I'm terrified of girls.
I'm terrified of girls.
So what will you do itchy palms?
Will you say "this gun's for hire"?
Will you put down your awkward arms?
Do or do not, there is no try.
(What do I say? What do I say? What do I say? What do I say?
I'm terrified of, I'm terrified of.)
I don't know where to put my hands.
And who am I today?
Seems that I've forgotten how to stand.
And what the hell do I say?
(What do I say? What do I say? What do I say? What do I say?
I'm terrified of, I'm terrified of.)
So what will you do itchy palms?
Will you say "this gun's for hire"?
Will you put down your awkward arms?
Do or do not, there is no try.
(What do I say? What do I say? What do I say? What do I say?
I'm terrified of, I'm terrified of.)
I don't know where to put my hands.
And who am I today?
(What do I say? What do I say? What do I say? What do I say?
I'm terrified of, I'm terrified of.)
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6. |
Glass Houses
01:54
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I know people living in glass houses shouldn't cast aspersions
But your attitude is wilting all of my Nasturtiums.
And I know you're too cool for all this humidity,
But don't bash on the walls, you'll only get condensation.
I spent two hours convincing you to stay,
For another two hours convincing you to stay.
You spend too long thinking about our funerals
Inside this mess of a head you call home.
Dictating everything you do in song to the tune of
the David Bowie song you remember in a sarcastic tone.
You spend too long thinking about our funerals
Inside this mess of a head you call home.
Dictating everything you do in song to the tune of
the David Bowie song you remember in a sarcastic tone.
If I have two flowers
And I stomp on two flowers,
Tell me how many flowers there are.
Well the question's irrelevant,
What you should really be asking
Is what kind of person you are.
For stomping on all those flowers
You're a horrible person
For stomping on all those flowers.
You're a horrible person
For stomping on all those flowers.
Go and have a good long hard think about yourself.
For stomping on all those flowers
You're a horrible person
For stomping on all those flowers.
You're a horrible person
For stomping on all those flowers.
Go and have a good long hard think about yourself.
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7. |
PRINTER
01:01
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